So I found something I wrote the day I left Long Island in my dorm today and realized that I should have posted that instead yesterday. HOWEVER, i don't want to delete anything i wrote because obviously i wrote it for a reason. So, here it goes:
My entire "life" is crammed into the trunk of a green mini-van and the backseat of my car. I guess you never realize how attatched you become to just things. That's just how life is though,you collect things along your journey and sometimes, we let our experiences and choices dictate who we are. But eventually, at one point or another you need to leave certain aspects of your life behind.
Through my tears as i pulled out from in front of my house- saying goodbye, I realized the beauty of change. Yeah, i might be sad for a little while, but i finally have a chance to start over. I can leave my past here and move on. I guess this is growing up right?
Change is scary -but im up for the challenge;
I'm excited to see who i become throughout the process.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Saying goodbye
In this past week I have packed my life away in shoe boxes and plastic bins. I have said my goodbye's to my home; and with vision blurred by tears I have driven off of Long Island and stepped jumped into this new chapter of my life. Cliche i know, but there is no other way to describe it. It's bittersweet really, throwing away everything that you thought mattered ,to gain the one thing that actually does.
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